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Epilogue

500 years had passed, 500 years of misery, pain, loneliness and more pain for the magician.

The magician was in his castle, he was looking at the well-preserved body of his beloved, because he was not dead, only asleep, asleep by the spell.

He look around him, everything was a pittance.

His forest from him?

His forest died, instead of looking like a magical and wonderful forest.  Now it looked like a haunted and cursed forest, which in a way it was.

He looked at the hundreds of magic books he had read, took one and threw it against the wall.  He was dead while he was alive, he spent every day and night searching for power.

He approached the body of the fairy and caressed his cold cheek.  His skin was white, his lips were pale and dry, his hair duller, his expressive little eyes were closed, his smile was not there.

The wizard cried another miserable night.

The moon as a faithful friend was still with the magician.  But the magician no longer loved anything, nothing.

"Wizard You must stop."  speak the moon.

"STOP ME A DAMN ONCE" The magician shouted, the moon was hidden among the clouds, darkening that forest more.

"Love, my love, you already slept a lot baby, you must wake up and make me happy again." The magician took one of Hoseok's hands and kissed it. "You must wake up, smile at me again." There was no response, just deathly silence.

The magician prepared what was necessary to try the spell again.  He no longer counted the times he had tried.

Hmix what is necessary and recite the words in front of his fairy body, I use his magic.  But, it didn't work, again.

"Damn, why, why?"  The magician fell to his knees, hugging Hoseok's body. "Don't worry love, no one else can hurt you."

A vague memory played in Jimin's head.

The first time he and Hoseok made love .... Hosook nervous but daring, between kisses, laughs, confections and pampering, without a doubt one of the best memories lodged in the magician's mind.

A tear of real pain fell on the lips of the Fairy ... The wizard cried with all his soul.

"Sorry love, I promised but I can't stand being without you." The wizard left his castle with tears in his eyes, he went in the direction of the lake that kept them so much.

The salty liquid entered the being's lips, ran through his veins to his heart.

The magician was asleep in the lake, yes;  he slept to dull so much pain.

Soft hands ran through his black hair.

He opened his eyes, and his gaze was lost in a sweet smile, but is he dreaming?

"Jimin love."

"Hoseok, you are real."

"I am."

The wizard got up and hugged the Fairy as if he didn't have an eternity to do so.

"Are you..."

The magician took the face of the Fairy, seeing how those appetizing lips of his had recovered the color of him.

That same day the Fairy and the magician made love once more, with all the love they had for each other, which they kept.  He also want content for 500 years.

The forest regained its brightness, life, and hope.

What the spell needed was love expressed in pain.  The king of evil did not think that the wizard really loved to such an extent.

Years later.

"Ari my Appa said you shouldn't leave the forest." The little wizard Park He warned his little sister that she was a Fairy.

"I didn't come out of the forest."

"Children"  speak a male voice, belonging to the Great Magician Park Jimin "Eomma Hoseok will get angry with me and say that I do not take good care of them."

Jimin scolded his little twins, who gave more life and joy to that wonderful forest.

They reached the castle.  The little ones mischievous got lost there again.

The wizard arrived and sat on his throne. "Love our children are disobedient." The magician spoke, Hoseok sat on his legs and kissed him.

"Do you still want me to give you another?"  He interrogated the Fairy maliciously, knowing what he was provoking.

"There are still 3 child missing, my love" The magician caressed the legs of his loved one, and joined his lips again, they both smiled in the middle of that kiss.

Jimin thought that everything was worth it, because now she was immensely happy, with the man that one day in the middle of the forest he could finally love.